Keefe walked into the room, "hello, Alexa" he said

Tyler closed his eyes to hide his immediate look of annoyance. He then looked down at the table, wishing he could close his ears, too

Keefe walked over and sat on the other side of Alexa

Tyler resisted a sigh and waited for the food to be brought out. He stared at the wall, trying to keep,his gaze blank.

Alexa looked at Keefe as he sat down

Tyler tipped his head slightly, closing his eyes a moment. As the people brought out the food and watched, just staring at the food... Tyler almost felt like a caged animal.

Alexa's father walked into the room, without comment he started to eat, allowing others to eat, Alexa picked at her food, nervous for tomorrow

Tyler let his shoulders sag slightly. He didn't eat, knowing he could go days without eating... and not feeling like it.

Alexa looked at Tyler, "is the food not good enough?" She asked

Tyler glanced over. "It's fine... I have just decided not to eat." He answered, his voice deep and husky.